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© aNadventures

Lobsters move and Lobsters stop

Each other’s claws they never drop

Lobsters cook and Lobsters eat

In their homes and on the street

Lobsters listen, Lobsters talk

When they’re going for a walk

Lobsters laugh and Lobsters cry

But their union does not die

Lobsters stretch, Lobsters enjoy

Sometimes manly, sometimes boy

Lobsters don’t like being told

How their story should unfold

Nicely intertwined they go

Appreciating each other’s flow

© aNadventures

This poem has been published as my first entry for the National Blog Posting Month 2013.

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